Anyia spent an eternity belaboring the Colombian’s bottom and the backs of her thighs. She hit hard and quickly followed up with a back-hand stroke�...�over and over and over. Maria Elena continued to tremble, scream, and cry, but with the zapper menacing her vagina, she dared not move forward. Anyia wore herself out…by the time she was satisfied that she had flogged her servant’s bottom enough, sweat was pouring down her face and she was breathing heavily. Anyia ordered the guards to turn Maria. Hum akshar unke room me jakar khelte the .Mene apko btaya tha na meri didi badi mast khor hai , is liye sabki unke sath badi jaldi banne lagti hai , or isi liye bhaiya ke room me kabhi bhi chale jate the wo hmare dost ki tarha rehte the or hmare liye chocolates bhi late rehte the .Jab didi ne uper chalne ko kaha to m ek dum se ready ho gaya or hum sidha bhag kar uper chale gaye , jab hum room me phunche us waqt bhaiya so rahe the , m or didi jate hi unke uper kood gaye or unko uthane ki kosis. He knows all of her special places, all the things that drive her wild. As his hands slide over her hips he pauses for a moment, then continues downward. She feels a flutter in her stomach. She knows he just realized she's naked under her gown. His hands continue to slowly fall until he reaches her upper thighs, just above the hemline of her gown. There he pauses, and the suspense causes a delicious shiver to course through her. His hands begin the return journey up over her hips, only this. Though he had been somewhat the player in his post high school days, he hadn’t wandered at all during her absence. There had been a few tempting times but nothing that could lure him into the evils of infidelity. As he milled along with the rest of the passengers trying to get off the plane and to loved ones or rental cars on this island of paradise, he began to feel nervous anticipation and his cock was stirring inside his pants. Once they made their way down the terminal and into the area.